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Can’t Bring Myself To Hate You - Part 12

Pairing: Azriel x Third-Oldest-Archeron-Sister!Reader

A/N: Welp, it’s taken like seven chapters to lead up to this, but we’re here now

Word Count: 6,038

-Part 11- -Part 13-

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The flight up to the House of Wind is quiet, but your ears had been ringing before take-off, and you can’t even hear the pulse of your own heart or the puffs of your own breath.

For a few minutes, you allow yourself to cave in. Like a cake that’s sunken in the middle, soft and gooey from too much butter and not enough flour. Your head dips, pressing against his shoulder, able to feel the strokes of chill wind across your cheek, eyes slid shut with fatigue. Wishing the night away, pushing it far below your conscious, burying alongside everything else you don’t want to touch. Pushing into rough but fresh palms, handing it off for someone else to deal with.

His scent presses into your clothes, and you let it, pulse gradually slowing from its war-drum beat in your throat, the sounds beginning to rise to the surface. The leathery rasp of his wings as they fly higher to the House, the steady in and out of his breath, the wind whispering as you cut through it.

The warmth of the wards passes in your ears, and then he’s landing, arms shifting to set you down on the floor carefully. The muscles in your legs are like custard, and you take a moment to steady yourself, raising your gaze to the House before you. He opens the door, guiding you inside silently, taking you to the kitchen and seating you at the table.

You stare down at the grains in the wood, picking out the slight dampness across from you, table clean and empty.

Azriel slides a mug of tea into your vision, still steaming, and your sinuses start to ache. Cold hands wrap around the burning ceramic, feeling the sting begin to seep through the velvet.

Vaguely, you’re aware of him silently moving around the table, taking a seat, but you’re staring into the swirling darkness of the tea, wondering if your tongue will somehow swell and warp like your hands if you drink the mug down as it is.

“You should take your gloves off,” he says quietly, hands around his own mug. “The heat will warm you up faster.”

You silently stare down into the depthless well below you, wishing to plunge inside. Bathe yourself in hot, searing water that’ll purge those prints from your skin. Remould you like the cauldron did, removing the past roughness of your fingertips and constant grit beneath your nails.

Shadows roll up onto the table in thin streaks, dancing deftly atop the surface, as if trapped in water. They flicker and swell in places, thrumming with magic as they reach out. You stiffen as they dip beneath your fingers, prying them gently from the mug. Slipping beneath the fabric at your wrists, pinching lightly at your fingertips, and pulling.

At first your digits curl, but the velvet slides a little more, and you allow it to fall away.

The sickeningly sweet smell of gardenias fills the room, and you draw your hands back, staring at the crumbling skin as you wrap them around the mug, not minding the surface level burn.

“You don’t have to wear those, you know,” he says quietly, watching from across the table. “Nobody would mind.”

Hands tighten around the thick ceramic, raising it to your mouth as you take a sip. It’s boiling. Lower it back to the table, scalding liquid washing down your insides, not enough to thaw the numbness that’s settled over your skin.

“Is it from your magic?” He asks quietly, sliding his fingers through the handle of his mug. Moments tick by, then you dip your head. “It itches sometimes,” you murmur, then seal your lips tight. “Is it itching now?” He asks, keeping your attention.

Below you, the tea swirls, steam wafting from the lip, warm but wet. You shake your head, “I don’t think so. Not yet.” Hazel weighs upon you, and you take another scalding sip, allowing the burn to sear into you. “Not yet?” He echoes, taking a drink from his own mug, watching you steadily over the rim. You remain quiet, not offering up anything else, keeping to yourself.

“How long has this been happening?” He asks instead, once it becomes clear you aren’t going to be coerced by silence. Your eyes don’t leave the mug, fingers tightening around the pale orange ceramic, the low gleam of faelights warming it. “Do you know what it is?”

“I know it hurts,” you say softly, raising your cup, but not drinking. “But you’re going to make me train it regardless, so why don’t we leave out the messy details?”

He pauses, observing you quietly from across the table. You don’t meet his gaze, and it feels like running away. Letting him put himself above you.

Your eyes blink shut, easing in a breath. That’s not what he’s doing at all.

“You likely aren’t doing it right,” he says at last, sipping from his tea, your eyes finally meeting his over the glazed lip. “How would you do it?” You ask quietly—reluctantly—again peering into the swirling blackness of your drink. “I’d have to know what I’m working with first,” he says pointedly, inviting you to tell him more about what’s been going on with your magic.

“Funny,” you murmur, eyes flicking to his, “I’d come to the same conclusion.”

His brow twitches almost imperceptibly, the edges of his mouth souring, and your gaze dips back down to the tea. How nice it would be to burn those handprints from your skin, for once finding yourself craving the searing itch of your magic.

Azriel shifts in his seat, great wings refolding themselves at his back, narrowed hazel piercing into you. “You might’ve hurt a lot of people back there,” he says, setting his mug on the table, one hand wrapped around its base, middle and forefinger curled through the handle.

Your throat rolls, but you choose not to respond, staring deeper into your tea.

He sighs, and you can feel his attention on you. “Tell them tomorrow,” he orders, voice deceptively soft for what he’s asking. Nails press into the ceramic, tension coiling in your shoulders. “I have one more day left. That’s what we agreed,” you mumble, the real world beginning to sink back into your bones. The weight of grief and the strain of anxiety coupling in your body. Having gone from a night of quiet mourning to one of icy violence in under and three hours.

“You put people in danger with that move,” he replies smoothly, appearing relaxed though you can guess he’s anything but. “So you’ll be telling them—at least Feyre—tomorrow. Unless there’s something you’ve discovered this past fortnight?” Even you know your mouth has pressed into a sullen line. Sulking like a child who’s lost a bet.

“I don’t want to figure it out,” you mumble, pulse thrumming in your throat as you stare into the hot tea. “It’s already hurting me. I don’t want anymore.”

“You don’t have a choice,” he counters from across the table.

“Rhysand would disagree,” you argue numbly. You always have a choice.

“Rhys isn’t here right now.”

Hazel collides with your gaze, the green-brown colder than usual. Is this what he’s like without affection numbing your judgement? Have you been seeing what you want to see? You dismiss the thought—things would have worked out better if that was true.

“It’s hurting me, Azriel.” You reiterate, trying to emphasise the pain that lacerates through your bones, without doing exactly that. “Because you’re doing it wrong.”

“And how am I supposed to do it?” You reply, more bitterly than you’ve ever dared speak to him before. He sits back in his chair idly, taking a deep drink from his mug, watching you pointedly over the lip.

“Fine,” you say quietly, but not weakly, staring at him from across the table. “Where would you start?”

“Tell me what you’ve been doing this past week,” he says calmly, “tell me what you’ve found.”

So he was being serious about that, not just trying to prove a point. You look down into your mug, lightly running your finger over the lip. “I’ve been trying to get it to spark,” you reply softly, not meeting his gaze.

“And?”

“That’s it.”

Azriel blinks, watching you silently. Thinking over his words before he speaks. “What have you been doing, exactly. Aside from reading.”

“I told you,” you reply, humiliation grating and twisting in your stomach. “I tried to get to it, but nothing… It didn’t work.”

“Nothing happened, or it didn’t work?” He asks, and you feel the smallest bit of resentment for his acute attention to the things he’s interested in. “It didn’t work,” you relent.

“So what happened?” He pushes, drinking from his mug—an action you’re certain he does to encourage a sense of ease.

Tension buzzes beneath your skin, ringing in your ears then flashing to deafening silence as you think back over the past fortnight. The steady decline of your skin. “I already told you,” you say quietly, noise fading to numbness again. “It began hurting.”

“Tell me what it feels like.”

“Itching,” you reply.

He waits sternly, practically ordering you to give more than a one word answer. Your jaw works, head dipping as brows tighten. “It burns. Usually only in my hands, but when…” —you swallow, remembering how it had spread so rapidly across your skin, only halting at the line of the pendant— “when you… What you saw, that one time…I felt feverish for hours after. My hands hurt the most, and they…” You trail off, not wanting to speak that single night into existence.

“They what?” He prompts quietly, shadows flickering mildly along the grain of the table. Your tongue unsticks from the roof of your mouth, swallowing around a lump in your throat. “They bled a little. I still have sores on my knuckles.” Palms splay as still as possible upon the surface, allowing his eyes to trace the scaly, flaky skin—lumpy in parts.

He gives no visible reaction, but you can’t help to imagine silent disgust. They aren’t a pleasant sight.

“That shouldn’t be happening,” he says, hazel weighing into you, and you hastily bring your hands back to the mug. “You shouldn’t be experiencing pain from accessing your magic.”

A heavy weight forms in your stomach, having sat there for a while now.

“Why not?” You ask hoarsely, meeting his gaze. His brow narrows, watching you silently for a moment. “Because that’s not how magic works,” he replies quietly. “It isn’t in itself good or bad, and so it follows it should not have an impact upon its user. Magic is a tool for the wielder, something to be moulded.”

“But cauldron-given magic isn’t the same,” you mumble, eyes dipping to your hands, knuckles popping from your skin as you hold the mug tighter. “Nesta stole from the cauldron. She wasn’t supposed to have anything. And if she wasn’t supposed to have something, why would I?”

The words hang in the air, only now being allowed to fully take shape in the world, finally spoken aloud. “Elain’s the only one who was given something freely,” you murmur, tea steadily cooling, no longer steaming. “So it makes sense mine…that mine has a catch.”

“No it doesn’t,” he says, and a muscle feathers in your jaw.

“Yes, it does,” you grit out.

“No,” he repeats, shadows flickering closer to you, imploring you to meet his gaze; you refuse. “Even with Nesta’s magic being taken, it never hurt her. Magic doesn’t have sentience.”

This time you meet his gaze, pointedly flicking your eyes to his shadows. “They seem pretty aware.”

Azriel stiffens.

It’s by no means an obvious change, and it may well have been enhanced by your mind, but you felt the air shift. On a subatomic level, something changed.

“You said yourself that magic is something to be moulded,” you force out quietly, gaze dipping away from his, regretting the brief snappiness. “So it becomes a reflection of the user.”

“I hate to break it to you, but you’re no torturer,” he says dryly.

“Neither are your shadows,” you murmur, watching the blackness of your tea. Humour leeches from the air.

A heavy silence follows, taut and loaded, like a bow pulled tight.

“Elain and I spoke the other day,” you whisper, hands tightening around the mug, practically able to hear your skin rustle with the small movement.

Azriel waits quietly, steadily cataloguing the small inconstancies in your behaviour that have been cropping up throughout the night. He’d put them down to shock from being at such close proximity to violence, but it appears there’s something more.

It’s lucky he’d been feeling so restless earlier, allowing his shadows on a looser leash than usual, able to explore and patrol the city streets, cataloguing details to busy them while he worked. Then a commotion had kicked up, and they’d naturally snuck forward. It was only when they’d caught the balmy floral scent tinged with fear they’d scuttled back to return to him, having split the two males apart once he had you away.

“She’d been off the past few days, and I thought it was because of… I thought I knew what it was.” He watches as your pulse deepens, noting the slight but frequent disturbances between scaly knuckles. He thinks back to the way your spine had shuddered with lonely despair, grief etched into the hunched knots of your shoulders as tears splashed into a small pool where he’s now sitting.

“She had a vision,” you manage thickly, and this time there’s nothing subtle about the way he stiffens. Even his shadows skitter back at the mention of those vivid dreams that had stolen words from her mouth for so many months. Trapped in a state half between reality and fantasy.

“You…you die,” you whisper, hardly a breath. “There’s a flash of light, and then you’re on the ground, and you’re— you’re bleeding out.”

“The light?” He asks hoarsely, features tight.

“Green. Like Starfall, she said.”

Azriel stares at you, the top of your head, spine bowed before him in such a meagre, inoffensive stance. Somehow, you’ll be the death of him.

Questions fall from his lips, about the vision: where was it set? What events led up to it? Was there anyone else? What happened after?

In a forest, bargain rings formed with a fox, no one else present, the steep grassy slope with the bone-grey gate and dripping blue web.

He stares at you for a long time, and you keep silent. Wondering if he’ll get to you before you get to him.

“All the more reason for you to train,” he says at last, still staring at the dipped top of your head. Teeth bite the inside of your lip, brows narrowing as heat warms behind your eyes.

“When did you find out?” He asks, refusing to do as much as consider leaving the trail. Who knows where his might might wonder, with the freedom to finally ponder his end.

“The day before yesterday. When I came out of her room.”

No wonder you’d looked so shaken. No wonder Elain hadn’t wanted to speak with him. No wonder you’d been acting so strangely this evening, with everything coiled tight.

“All the more reason to have the others involved,” he says finally. Cassian and Nesta aren’t to return for another week yet, but their plates are full. There’s no way to ask them to take on a task like this, it would be too much to handle. A familiar ache blossoms through the bones of his hands, the signs of restlessness setting in. He still has so many reports to get through, then to manage the topic of your strange magic as well as the vision…to find himself a replacement, too.

Before him, you nod, still clutching the now-cold cup of tea.

“Yeah,” you murmur. “Okay.”

————

The parchment lays tauntingly upon the volume, stretched out lazily, practically grinning at you with that razor-sharp smile.

Write again when you’re ready to show your claws.

Well, if there’s ever going to be a time for you to step outside of your circle, it’s now. Taking the first step over the rickety old threshold, moving from mildew smelling wood, toward the crisp freshness of cold wintry air.

You remember what Elain had told you—about the twin bands that forged an alliance. Under no circumstance will you allow even the first step of the prophecy to be fulfilled. So long as you don’t actually enter into a bargain with him, you can stave off the inevitable. Keep it at bay until a solution is found.

The pen trembles in your hand, and dark droplets stain the parchment, having forgotten to clean the nib on the lip of the pot. The words are carved into the paper, looking more permanent than etchings on a grave stone.

How do you feel about a bargain?

The paper vanishes, and your heart pounds in your throat. It’s been a while since you last wrote to one another. What if he’s become bored?

To your surprise, his response is prompt, but you waste no time on considering why he’s up so late in the night, already blending into early morning. Your heart pounds harder when you read his message, pen trembling lightly in your hand.

What trouble have you gotten yourself into, cygnet?

Even through the paper, you find yourself able to hear the condescending lilt of his voice. You can’t help but feel you’ve walked right into whatever trap he’s set for you, but you’re left with no choice but to continue.

I’m serious, Eris.

The parchment vanishes, and you wonder if you should have continued with the first point to keep his attention, but— You can’t let him know how badly you need this. He might not be as bad as the others have made him out to be, but you’d be foolish to trust him entirely. You need to keep your cool.

But then the paper reappears.

I can tell from your wobbly handwriting.

You scribble on the page.

Incredibly articulate, as always.

Nausea bubbles in your stomach, and you sit back in the chair, glaring at the parchment. Teeth chew on your lower lip, pen dipping into the ink pot, hovering over the page, but hesitating. It’s so insane to be doing this—even you can see that. But it’s insane you’re having to be confronted with your own source of magic as well as a vision predicting Azriel’s death.

If you remain idle, he’ll be the one to pay.

They haven’t snatched you up already, have they?

Something cold and slimy ices down your spine, staring at the words, lips twisting down at the sinister question.

What do you mean? You write back, this time keeping your hand as steady as possible.

The parchment vanishes, and you’re left with a sour feeling in your stomach. You’d forgotten about the edge that weighs at the back of your mind whenever writing to him, like he has a dagger idly tracing the knots of your spine. You raise your hand, fingers lightly tracing the nape of your neck, clearing the area.

Paper reappears, and you hesitate, sucking in a light breath before leaning forward to read.

I was under the impression your oldest sister had to undergo some unpleasant rehabilitation. I wouldn’t put it pass Rhysand to do the same to you.

You give him no time to sense your doubt, setting pen to parchment thoughtlessly.

You’re lying. You have nothing to base that on.

You clearly haven’t been filled in on our meetings if you think things are well enough that you have the luxury of inaction.

What the hell does that mean?

You glare at the paper, pulse bumping against your rib cage.

Are you interested or not?

The page vanishes, and you fall back into the habit of counting. One…two…three… Hands fumble with the volume, unread since you last wrote to him. The book isn’t even fully opened before his response is delivered.

I wouldn’t have bothered talking with you if you were entirely bland.

Your expression sours, apprehension draining as you glare at the parchment.

Is that supposed to a compliment?

Paper vanishes, the reappears seconds later.

I don’t give them out often.

The edges of your mouth quirk, familiar discomfort settling over your skin.

I can tell. You need some practice.

The paper again disappears, and you again return to the book, scanning the short title—one you’ve already read. You flip forward, scanning the text to see if it’s something you haven’t yet reached or not.

Parchment settles over the page, returned to you.

Is that any way to be writing to me? I’m under the distinct impression you want something.

Curious, Eris?

Fascinated.

You lean back in your chair, breathing steadily. Reaching habitually for the emptying pot of hand cream. Taking a moment to pause, regulating your heartbeat. This has to happen one way or another, and as it is, it’s the best you can do to keep the prophecy at bay.

I want to learn more about what I can do.

Go on.

Good gods. This is mad. What are you doing?

I know I have something. You write, easing in deep breaths, stretching your feet, body stiffening over the parchment. You know I have something. I want to know more. And I think you do, too.

There it is, written down on paper. Your offer.

The parchment vanishes, a cool sweat sliding down your spine, thumbs rubbing the remaining cream into your skin, rubbing over the dry scaliness, gliding over the stray lumps in your knuckles, the area around your nails dead and hardened.

I’m sure your High Lord would be intrigued by your offer. He’s written. What’s in this for me? If Rhysand finds out what you’re planning, I’ll be the one to take the brunt of his fury, and that’s not what our alliance needs.

He won’t find out. You write.

Forgive me if I doubt that.

A frustrated sigh leaves your chest, pulse beginning to spike.

What do you want?

Tell me what you’re seeking first. Then I’ll decide my price.

You swallow. Unstick your tongue from the roof of your mouth.

I need to hide for a bit.

The parchment vanishes, and a split second of doubt ripples through your fingers, crushing weight pulling on your shoulders.

You’re in trouble.

A little.

To do with your magic.

Maybe.

Moments tick by, but you’re unable to read, vision slanting at the edges as you stare at the blank space, chewing on your tongue until copper spills, coating your mouth. Stress peels down your skin.

You’re asking for refuge.

I didn’t say that.

The paper vanishes and reappears in seconds, and you briefly shoot a glare at the letter.

Lost interest?

For how long?

You blink, thinking. You hadn’t gotten this far. How long would you need? If you tried to bring it out…even through the pain…

How long is possible?

Another silence. He’s probably guessing how serious this is. Probably already knows. Calculating away at your expense.

A month. Take it or leave it.

Eris I need more than a month.

There’s no way you could master it in a month. Both Feyre and Nesta took much longer, it’s unachievable.

The paper reappears, nothing added since, anxiety being sprinkled upon your mind. Your fingertips prickle, and you wring your hands together before relenting, putting pen to paper.

How soon can the month start?

How badly do you need it?

(How badly do you need me?)

Promptly, you respond, dodging the question. You’ve got to be careful around him, the last thing you need is him knowing about Elain’s vision before it’s even been spoken about with the rest of them. You can only imagine what he’d do with that sort of information to hold over you, however briefly.

Tomorrow?

Within the hour would be appreciated.

Very badly.

You scowl at the page, able to hear his mocking tone through the letters.

This isn’t funny, Eris.

I didn’t say it was.

I can hear your mirth through the paper.

The parchment vanishes, taking a while to reappear. You can imagine his lips pressing together—the same way he had when you’d fallen into the river.

You have unbelievably acute hearing.

You glare hard at the paper. Wishing it would burst into flames.

Is it plausible? To be away within the hour?

I suppose.

Yes or no?

Time ticks away, sitting still as you wait, muscles tense as you absently peer down at the flaky skin. You begin running through a list of things to do should he agree: you’ll need to pack, to find a reason to disappear for a month, to… That’s it. Clothes, and an alibi. But how in the world are you going to find something to keep you away from them for a month. You don’t like the idea of breaking from the agreement with Azriel, but you suppose technically he broke it first…

Teeth worry your lower lip, head resting in your hands, breathing heavily as you peer through cool fingertips. This whole night has been a blur.

If you aren’t there to tell them, it’s a safe bet that Azriel will go ahead with it anyway, regardless if you’re present or not.

All you need is a reason to vanish.

Flashing images of sawtoothed ice crackle through your mind, vacant gold filled with sparks.

Your stomach sinks, seeing a way through.

It’s wrong. Wrong and hurtful to him, being used for your own needs. But if it’s for a greater good…

The paper reappears, and you’re out of time to figure out a cover plan.

Eyes scan the single word, written in a neat, elegant script.

Yes.

————

He’d be furious with you.

He wouldn’t show it, but you know what you’re doing isn’t right. And what you’re about to do is much worse.

Hands grip the straps of your bags tighter, two strung over your shoulder, ready to leave. As many clothes as you could fit, as well as the volume Eris had given you. The small, deep blue box burns against your thigh, searing through the fabric of your pocket.

“Bas?” You call, wary of making a disturbance.

Minutes feel like hours as they drip by, the door eventually cracking open.

His lip is split, and his nose looks soft and broken, no blood in sight save for the bruising across his cheek. Gold gutters as he sees you, making to turn away but you stick your foot over the threshold, hand landing atop his, having him flinch.

“What are you doing here?” He asks, voice rough and raw, thyme and rosemary tinged with copper. “I wanted to check on you,” you say, quietly, heart pounding. “I don’t have a lot of time. There’s a lot I want to say to you right now and more I wish I could explain, but I want to know how you are.”

His throat rolls, and he relents on the door, allowing it open a little more. He’s changed clothes, having cleaned himself up since you last saw him. Mere hours ago.

Wordlessly, you extend your arm, returning the warm over-piece he’d lent to you. He takes it silently, hanging it over the hook beside the door, deeper in his house.

“Are you… Have you taken care of yourself?” You ask quietly. He stiffens, but nods numbly, and you can tell he’s being truthful. “What did you want to say?” He asks, diverting the topic, causing your pulse to spike erratically. “I need your help with something,” you admit hoarsely, gold latching with your gaze, a spark of awareness returning, telling you to continue.

You shift beneath his attention, gripping the straps tighter. “I can’t tell you what it is, or where I’m going,” —Bas startles at that, straightening— “But I need to leave for a bit.” Anxiety rolls across your chest as you feel him staring at you. But remaining silent. “I just need a week to figure things out, but until then I need you to help,” you whisper.

He scans your features, searching for clues, dropping repeatedly to your bags as if they might hold the answer.

“What do you need me to do?” He asks quietly, warily.

“If anyone comes asking for me, I need you to tell them I’m with you,” you say, meeting his gaze. “It’ll only end badly for me otherwise. Nobody can know where I’m going or why. I need that privacy, Bas.”

He stares down at you, lips parted, eyes slightly wider than usual. “You— what?” He hisses at last, grip tightening on the door, and you consciously take a subtle step back, watching as he marks the action, features shifting from shock to guilt in the blink of an eye. His posture stiffens, and he straightens, getting a hold of himself, pulling back into his home.

“I can’t— I’m not lying to your family,” he murmurs, unable to look at you, gaze cast down. “You’ve been so insistent on me asking for help when I need it Bas,” you remind quietly, guilt soaking into the chambers of your heart. “Well, I need it,” you whisper, hardly able to get the words out. “I need you.”

The dilemma rolls behind his eyes, scenarios flashing through and playing out in his head. “What would I even say?” He asks softly, voice raw. There’s no time for embarrassment, you have to meet Eris in under an hour, so you push it aside. “Just say I’m on my cycle, and I wanted to be some place safe,” you say quietly, dipping your head in a show of vulnerability. Allowing warmth to heat your skin, fingers tightening around your bags. “It should keep them away for a little, if they think that I’m…” you trail off purposefully.

“Yeah,” he whispers to himself, nodding. “I get it.”

Seconds pass and you shift on your feet, displaying your distress. “Can you— I mean, will you do that for me?” You ask hoarsely, forcing your gaze to meet with worn out gold, tired and weak from the long night. He appears indecisive, torn between you and his rulers.

“Just a week,” you remind softly. “I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t…” You guiltily shift on your feet, and at last he nods.

“Okay,” he whispers, hands shifting on the door. “Okay. But one week. And you’re not doing anything dumb.”

“One week,” you agree nodding. “And nothing dumb.”

“I’m serious,” he emphasises, moving to reach for you, but hesitating, then pulling back into himself. Guilt bubbles up your throat, wriggling beneath your flesh. You want to apologise, to cry and tell him you’re sorry for putting him in this position. After all he’s done for you.

“Tell me you’re going to be okay,” he says quietly, watching you.

“I’m going to be okay,” you reassure, tongue flicking out over your lips.

If he can tell you’re lying, he doesn’t show it.

Bas nods stiffly and silence stretches between you, a rope slowly going taut.

“Okay,” he murmurs, releasing the door, pushing upright. “Be safe, yeah?”

Your throat rolls, but you nod. “Yeah. I will.”

————

The entrance to the tunnel looms before you, right where Eris said it would be.

You walk down into this, and it will take you straight to him, no going back.

You shift the bags on your shoulders, the weight nudging against the little blue box at your thigh.

With a heavy breath, you turn, scanning the trees before you, barely able to make out the speckled lights of Velaris in your wake. A strange sense of melancholy nostalgia settles across your skin, except it’s thick and lined with heaviness. Like you’re leaving behind something you never quite got to enjoy, leaving before you’re ready, suddenly extracted from your life. Lifted and replaced.

You hadn’t expected to fear being away from them. You hadn’t expected to miss them so soon—not even out of the Night Court yet. But the prophecy haunts your steps, driving you apart in order to keep them together. Azriel will tell them about your powers, the vision will come to light, and they’ll understand why you went away. It’s safer like this.

Exhaling steadily, you turn back to the open tunnel, and begin the descent.

The darkness wraps around you quickly, and a sense of confusion prickles at your skin, like your brain has been turned around, direction wobbling. All you can do is continue on forward, putting one foot in front of the other, wandering deeper into the pitch blackness.

A crisp breeze plays with the sleeves of your dress, wrapped in the thickest scarf you could find. The chill of autumn washes over you, sweeping into your lungs, soothing the anxious heat of your skin, cooling down your spine. You pause, the early dawn colours of grey-blue glowing faintly in the distance, nearing the end of the tunnel. Taking in a deep breath, you allow the tension to roll from your muscles, soothed and softened by the freshness of it all. The newness.

When you reach the tunnel’s exit, you’re greeted by an unrecognisable figure, but that possesses autumn court uniform, taking you securely by the arms, before a flash of icy air shocks your skin, dropping through the dizziness of winnowing until you’re within the confines of a castle, great braziers lighting the walls either side a small door. The male instructs you to wait inside, then leaves, disappearing silently off down the hallway without another word.

You quietly open the door, finding that it leads to a windowless room the size of your old bedroom from the hut, lit by three candles. To the left is a neat, single bed with a small closet at its foot, a thin rug over the cold floor, and a writing desk pushed against the other side of the room. A door leads away into what you hope is a washroom.

Overall, it’s sparse and bare, but the air is warm and dry, smelling faintly of pastry, and you wonder where it’s coming from. From the looks of the area, it’s a place usually assigned to servants or handmaids, likely given to you to draw less attention—it would be odd if a Lady suddenly took up temporary home in the Autumn Palace without having to greet any of the Members of Court, so you suppose a place like this is ideal. Which must mean you’re near the kitchen, hence the warmth and smell of pastry.

Fatigue weighs on your bones, lids sliding shut before you’ve even made it to the bed.

You hardly manage to keep your eyes open long enough to remove your gloves and rub cream into the skin, the sickening smell of gardenias permeating the previously pleasant aroma of jams and tarts and other breakfast pieces. It has your stomach rumbling but you’re far too tired to do much, save for setting your bags down and putting the volume on the desk.

Shoes are lethargically toed away, scarf unfolding and put beside the volume before padding over to the bed, rummaging through your bags in search of a night gown. Discarding your clothes and paying a brief visit to the door in the corner—which is indeed a tiny washroom—before pulling on the ankle length gown, slipping into a thick pair of socks, blowing out the candles.

The bed is soft despite the thin mattress, and you settle beneath the covers, muscles the most relaxed they’ve been in a long time, exhausted from a day of emotional turbulence.

Breaths sigh in and out, settling into a peaceful rhythm, deepening as you begin to finally sink into the shallow waters of sleep.

Comfort sweeps over you like a fresh blanket, warm and clean after a long day, finally ready to rest.

“You’ve been here for the lesser part of an hour,” a voice calls from the door, dripping with displeasure. “Get up. It’s morning.”

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[othersystems]

wasnt going to do it this year but someone requested so here it is

(my biggest out is probably cultural shift/trend explanation/obsessed with the current "moment" which includes in and out lists lol)

In

Side bangs

Photography/collage will be back in a big way

Warm lighting in photos/digital SLR style ( think night time street lights)

^A “Going home to the suburbs from college during winter break” nostalgia vibe

Houndstooth print

Chunky knit sweaters

Wool, cotton, etc, real fibers

“Classic” style, pea coats, long skirts, Basque waist dresses. petticoats, silk robes

Clothes that are about fit and movement of fabric/“timeless”

Velvet and metallics

Deep colors

“late 2000s/early 2010s does French new wave” style also back

Cotton leggings (french new wave-NON athleisure)

Long and not boxy shirts

Wedge shoes

Big sunglasses

The pre-trump 2010s

Collecting things/trinkets/ stoneware plates etc

Horseshoes/pressed tin ornaments/cozy eclectic decoration

Antique stores

interesting noses/roman noses

Frizz/wild hair

Striped and plaid high back couches 

Striped linens

Delicate wallpaper patterns

tile

Early 1900s bohemian poet or painter interiors

A bit of moroccan/“global” eclectic mom style

Reading middlemarch 

reading letters/diaries

golden age of Hollywood interest

Vermouth spritz

collecting/watching DVDs and CDs

programmed TV vs streaming

uyghur food

Out

Painting is on the decline as a trendy art

Cropped shirts

Polyester/synthetics/mesh/smocked back dresses

Gaudy prints

White kitchen cabinets with gold or black hardware

Mid century modern furniture

Luxury / “Clean”

Martini/going out to a fancy restaurant to take pictures culture (now cringe)

Edgelord ,as the "edgy" part no longer applies under a second trump presidency 

Essays

Cultural shift/trend explanation essays and videos

pop psychology

poptimism

Tik tok voice

bright/garish clothes colors and garish prints

gothy/"grunge"

Instagram face/nose

lip fillers/lip overlining seen as gauche

Athleisure

This is the year where Y2k is truly OUT in place of the Obama years

“Bitchyness” also out, that was a reflection of bush years nostalgia

Too much skin care/make up. now seen as damaging to skin

Twitter

[persephoneflouwers]

🌺 my favourite girl direction fics under the cut! 🌺

There is nothing else in this world that I love more than women. I grew up in a family built around the strongest women I’ll ever met in my life. So powerful, so determined, yet so gentle and affectionate. Huge personalities and all.

It took me awhile to understand who I am and I’m not completely sure I do and this little world where women love women feels so safe for me.

Can I also use this post to open my research for my next wife? No, I can’t? No, I shouldn’t? Whaaaat I just did! Please, babe HMU 🫶

Anywayssss…

🌺 The changer and the changed by homosociallyyours || 60K ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

It’s the spring of 1977 and Harry Styles has just moved to New York City after graduating college. She knows she’s a lesbian. She just needs to figure out how to meet other lesbians. Louis Tomlinson works at a popular women’s bookstore in the Lower East Side, Womon’s Direction, where she spends her days reading feminist literature, writing poetry, exchanging friendly barbs with her boss Niall, and dreaming of finding someone to love. When Harry and Louis meet, their connection is instantaneous. Slowly but surely, Louis welcomes Harry into her community of women. Stonewall veteran and old school butch Niall; Liam, a land dyke who’s moved to the city for love; and Zayn, a lesbian musician who’s been ostracized by a vocal part of women’s community for being trans, welcome Harry with open arms, ready to help her find her place in New York City’s bustling lesbian scene. It’s a time of growth for everyone involved.

🌺 It’s all gonna roll your way by 1Diamondinthesun ( @1diamondinthesun ) || 53K

Harry, Liam, Niall, and Zayn are editors at Nova, a historically progressive women’s print magazine with plans to launch digital content at the end of the summer. Louis is a single mom and temporary worker with a knack for graphic design. When investors request sweeping reform in their content, Harry and her team have to decide which principles, if any, they’re willing to compromise in order to survive as an online publication.

🌺 Bluer than velvet were her eyes (softer than satin were her thighs) by thebreadvan ( @thebreadvansstuff ) || 12K

Harry hums a melody absentmindedly as she works, bent over the sewing table, when the bell above the door chimes suddenly, announcing the arrival of a customer. Mid-stitch, Harry glances up.

“Good morning,” comes the woman’s feathery voice. Harry should probably welcome her, say something, anything, but she’s captivated by her slow and powerful walk, the click of her leather knee-high boots. With the needle hovering above the fabric, Harry slides her eyes up thick thighs, the maroon blazer that ends just above them, and the black knit dress that engulfs the woman’s figure, stretching obscenely around her bust. Jesus Christ.

Or, Harry should probably stop obsessing over her customer’s boobs, but fate can’t keep her away from Louis.

🌺 who run the world (girls!) by dolce_piccante || 11K

A femslash take on the beginning of Relief Next To Me, complete with girl!Direction, lots of tongue action, and lots of hints to the original work.

🌺 I feel it when my heart beats by Quickedween ( @becomeawendybird ) || 10K

Harry offers to be her best friend Liam's fake date to his work Valentine's Day party, and the night takes an unexpected turn.

🌺 Ride the W.A.V.E by Quickedween ( @becomeawendybird ) || 7K ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Petty officer Louis Tomlinson can't resist a good thing when it's right in front of her.

🌺 Under the R.A.D.A.R by Quickedween ( @becomeawendybird ) || 6K ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Petty officer Louis Tomlinson has been assigned to the rear admiral's fiancée for the month the couple is aboard the USS John F. Kennedy. She can only hope that he won't catch on to what they're doing... after hours.

🌺 Gotta get (me) out of my head by parmahamlarrie ( @parmahamlarrie ) || 6K

Sometimes, Harry Styles cannot get out of her head. Her ADHD, coupled with working from home, sometimes makes it impossible for her to ever find peace. Luckily, she has Louis, her loving girlfriend and Daddy, to take care of her.

Or the one where Harry gets her first collar.

🌺 Pacify her by yeah_alright ( @uhoh-but-yeah-alright ) || 5K ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Harry's anxiety is acting up. Louis has the only thing that will soothe her.

OR Louis' pussy is the ultimate pacifier.

🌺 To sleep, perchance to ream by yeah_alright ( @uhoh-but-yeah-alright ) || 4K

Louis has never minded that Harry tends to go to sleep earlier than her. But the nights when Harry signals she'd like Louis to...wake her when she comes to bed are Louis' favorite.

🌺 The Christmas (to the one I’ve been missing) by Kikiberoski16 ( @larrysballetslippers ) || 3K

“Thank you, Louis,” Miss cutie said with a light whine. Louis nodded and walked with her to the paper sheets' aisle. To hear the girl's soft footsteps behind her was more than satisfying. So polite and cute, the fact she remembered Louis name said- “Wait, how do you know my name?”

or, Louis almost made it to the end of her shift before someone familiar stepped into the store. A long awaited Christmas tale.

🌺 Tear it off by ialwaysknewyouwerepunk ( @ialwaysknewyouwerepunk ) || 3K

Harry and Louis are married and have a toddler. Their home life is a cuteness overload, and then grandma Anne comes by to pick up the kid for a day out. Harry and Louis are then alone, perfect timing for a little bedroom adventure. Including, you guessed it, harry's pink cowboy get-up from coachella.

🌺 little pink skirt by ialwaysknewyouwerepunk ( @ialwaysknewyouwerepunk ) || 3K ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Harry, Louis, Zayn and Liam are at a festival. It's the afternoon of the last day, and they're lounging on the grass before the action starts, still recovering from the night before. There's a bunch of sexual tension between H and L from where things left off in their drunken haze. When Louis tries to light a spliff, the wind makes it impossible to do so, for which Harry has an ingenious idea. And then one thing leads to another.

[all-hallows-street]

Guess whose financial mistake arrived early...

I will give more in depth looks later (I have to work to afford such questionable purchases), but a quick individual review of what I got:

Neil Demon Plushy

Not a plush toys collector at all; my closest reference is the IKEA shark. He is heavier than he looks, very sturdy (?) if that makes sense. Doesn't seem like he will deform any time soon. The details are adorable and I don't see any glaring defects.

All Saints Street Hoodie

Surprisingly large for me. I was worried they only had one size made for the Chinese market. I'm 1.7m (5 foot 7) tall for reference and this is still a bit too big for me. Will likely get too small for anyone over 6 feet tall. The quality is good! Very soft. Velvet interior. I don't know much about shirt stamping, but since it's not in the fabric I'm guessing the stamp might start to crack after multiple washes.

All Saints Street Vol. 1-3 Collection

Now this is something I can talk about more. The sleeve was unfortunately damaged in shipping and the books have very minor damage in the spine and vol 2 has a minor case of dog ears. The quality of the paper is great! It is color paper, not glossy one you see in comic book issues, but it's thicker than the black and white you see in manga. Would still make sure to have a dehumidifier if your storing place is not dry. I've already experienced book wrapping and it's painful.

Each volume contains around 80 chapters with one extra chapter not on bilibili. They also contain a message from Lingzi and WSJ's editor, plus all character bios even for ones we never got one (Enrique, Eduardo ans Anthony). And if a Weibo post is correct some might have been updated from the ones online (Axel grew 1 cm in the book bio).

Of course later I'll look over everything to see if there are any significan changes to make a note of. Also it came with this lol.

I have the Alice in Wonderland art somewhere, I'll post it later as well.

All Saints Street Anniversary Playing Cards

The playing card decks from the 6th and the 7th anniversary. As you can see I haven't opened the 7th, but I got the 6th a while ago on AliExpress so I expect them to be similar.

This is something else I can review more in depth, coming from a family that loves playing poker. The quality of the prints is beautiful, however I keep them in the box all the time because the quality of the cards itself is not good!

The cards feel like store bought cardboard; good playing cards are made out of cardboard, but this deck doesn't have the same treatment. They are so fragile, even by just handling them to get the face cards I've already made slight damage to the edges. I wouldn't play any game with them, much less shuffle them. I don't even want to imagine how much they will bend. Also the Crystal card came with damage (the small white spot on the edge) from the store. Pain.

Anyways. I'll frame the face cards because they are so pretty and I want to keep them in the best condition... I don't know what I will do with the rest of the 36 cards. Maybe practice magic tricks? Lol. Before all this I've been working on how to scan all the face cards and post them, but it's been more difficult than expected. If you have ever tried to digitize prints you will know. Once I have them, I'll post them alongside high quality scans.

When it comes to my review of PandaBuy... On one hand it was an excellent service and experience. On the other... I don't even want to reveal how much the shipping was. I wouldn't recommend anyone else do it unless you are stupid with your money (like me), even then

I would advice to do your own research. PandaBuy and all agents to buy from China are definitely better when you buy in bulk. My package was 'only' 2kg. Many people buy over 10kg to make it worth it. I'm already committed so if new volumes come out I will buy them, and maybe also get counterfeit Gucci shoes or something since that's what most people use this agents for...

That's all for now. Feel free to reply or send any questions you have.

[cosmicanger]

Ambrose Rhapsody Murray

Dismembered, Unburied, Remember?, 2022

Woven tapestry, crochet, found fabrics (second-hand clothes and blankets sourced in North Carolina), digital print on velvet (archival photo)

[20dollarlolita]

30 day lolita challenge, day 5)

I'm doing a lolita challenge from 2011. Tag is "20dollarlolita 30daylorlolita challenge" in case you want to black list or follow.

Today is 10 things from your wishlist.

Last year, I got Tailor's Bear and Typewriting Squirrels, which were the last two of my real dream dresses, so this one's a little bit tougher to nail down. I don't do dream dresses, because I feel like that allows me to justify spending way more money on a dress than I normally would. Considering that I have a wide variety of different interests, my hobby budget isn't as big for lolita as some other people's is, so no dream dresses is one of my rules.

But let's shoot and see what we hit. A running theme is going to be "things that I owned and then sold.":

1, This Bodyline piano print. So I got into lolita fashion immediately before being diagnosed with a life-changing lifelong mental illness, and somehow my life got separated into a Before and After of that. There's this tiny little part of my lolita fashion life that was in the Before, and buying this JSK (and matching bag) was one of those Before things. It was also the first lolita item that I sold (to help a friend pay for a dog's vet bill), and I've wanted it back ever since.

2, This weird thing Meta made. I love punk influence and this is one of those things.

3, More embroidered things. I do machine embroidery and digitizing, and I love looking at how things are digitized. I also love the textural element of embroidery versus printing.

4, Shantung Shirring Princess. I once owned regular Shirring Princess, which I traded for something stupid that I immediately regretted and later accidentally destroyed. I want regular shirring princess back to atone for my sins, but the satin version with the chiffon bustle really calls to me. *checks notes* *checks fabric stash* Wait, I have like...20 yards of silk shantung...I'm going to...uh. I'll be back in a couple days.

5, Lolita pajamas and room wear. I can't wear lolita at work but I kind of want to wear it when I sleep. Possibly the very first lolita thing that I ever owned was GLB 21 and there was a pattern for room wear. I've never made that pattern but i really should.

6, Pieces made of less common fabrics. More brocades and velvets and pleather and shiny satin and stuff.

7, I currently have one lolita coat that I've had since like 2011 (another item from The Before, got some very distinct memories of sleeping under that coat because it got cold and I was afraid to tell Housing that it was literally freezing in my room. I wore it when I went to take pictures of nature for the photography class that I failed that term). Here I am wearing it at a 2015 new year's day bonfire. I also wore it to the Bay Area Kei tea party, because it was raining. Every time that it's cold, I have to build a coord around this coat, because it is the only coat I have. I want more. I want more coats. I also once saw an amazing handmade green lolita rain coat and I want that coat, too. I'll never get that coat, but I want that coat. (Also I should probably get some normie coats, because every time it gets cold enough to need a full coat, I have to wear a lolita coord, because this is literally the only coat I own).

8, More prints of cats doing things they shouldn't be doing. Not going to get more specific. Cats being bad, cats being bad at being cats. I want cats doing stuff. Singing in the rain. On a piano. At a tea party. Breaking shit. I need cats.

9, Fat Happy Meal. I LOVE the colors and the way they work with each other, especially the waist ties and the two-tone lace. I also like that the chicken nuggets are wearing santa hats. Also just more savory lolita.

10. I would absolutely love to own a dress that was handmade by someone else. I think that would just be incredibly cool.

[imaani-london]

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Imaani London

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Imaani London offers designer, fancy, traditional women's wear showcasing Pakistani and Indian tradition while keeping in mind the modern style.

Types of Fabric

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Note: We Deal In All Types Of Ladies Fabric Of Winter & Summer Collection

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[ruchira-nangalia]

How to Create a New Year’s Eve Look That Reflects Your Personality

New Year’s Eve is the perfect time to step into the new year with confidence and style. Whether you’re attending a glamorous party, a cozy get-together, or a chic dinner, your New year outfit can be a reflection of your personality. The right look will not only make you feel fabulous but also express who you are as you welcome in a fresh year. Here’s how you can create a New Year’s Eve look that truly represents your unique style, with five stunning new year outfit ideas that will suit a variety of personalities.

Classic White Romper: Embrace Your Timeless Elegance

For those who adore timeless, sophisticated looks, the Classic White Romper is your perfect New Year’s Eve outfit. The clean lines and crisp color of a white romper exude an effortless elegance. This outfit works wonders for a minimalist at heart who loves understated style but still wants to shine. Whether you’re heading to a cocktail party or a casual soirée, this outfit allows you to look chic without being over-the-top.

Pair your romper with metallic heels, a delicate clutch, and simple jewelry for a refined look. The classic vibe of this outfit will ensure you make an impression without needing to wear bold or loud pieces.

Blue Digital Print Satin Co-Ord Set: Show Off Your Bold and Creative Side

If you’re someone who enjoys standing out and embraces bold, creative expressions, the Blue Digital Print Satin Co-Ord Set is the perfect choice for you. This ensemble makes a statement with its vibrant blue hue and striking digital print. It’s the ideal pick for fashion-forward individuals who aren’t afraid to experiment with unique patterns and colors.

The satin fabric adds a touch of luxury, while the co-ord set ensures you’re both comfortable and stylish. Pair the set with statement earrings and heels to further elevate the look. Whether you're attending an art gallery event or a trendy night club, this outfit will perfectly express your creative spirit.

Pink Lurex V-Neck Anti-Fit Dress: Radiate Fun and Feminine Energy

For the fun-loving and feminine personalities, the Pink Lurex V-Neck Anti-Fit Dress will make you feel like the life of the party. The soft pink hue and the shimmer from the lurex fabric bring a playful and flirtatious energy to your New Year’s Eve look. This party wear dress is perfect for someone who loves to express joy and exuberance through their style.

With its v-neck design and anti-fit silhouette, this dress is flattering and comfortable, allowing you to dance the night away. Add some sparkling accessories, a bold lip color, and a pair of strappy heels for an ensemble that radiates fun and energy.

Black Front Knot Satin Dress: Channel Your Chic and Sophisticated Vibe

If your personality is all about sophistication and classic chic, the Black Front Knot Satin Dress should be your go-to choice for New Year’s Eve. Black is timeless, and satin brings an extra layer of luxe to the look. The front knot detail adds a modern twist, making it a perfect combination of elegance and contemporary style.

This dress can be worn to almost any event, from an upscale gala to a cozy dinner party. Pair it with sleek black heels, a statement necklace, and a bold red lip to complete the look. It’s the ideal outfit for those who appreciate a minimalist yet stunning aesthetic.

Wine Velvet Strap Dress: Exude Confidence and Warmth

For those who love rich, luxurious colors and want to channel confidence, the Wine Velvet Dress is the perfect choice for New Year’s Eve. The deep, wine hue symbolizes warmth, passion, and strength, making it ideal for someone who exudes confidence and is unafraid to stand out.

The velvet fabric gives this dress an elevated feel, perfect for a sophisticated evening. Pair it with metallic heels or a clutch to add contrast to the rich tone. This outfit will ensure that you make a strong, memorable impression while reflecting your bold and confident personality.

Final Thoughts:

Your New Year’s Eve outfit is the perfect opportunity to express your personality, whether you’re drawn to minimalist elegance, bold creativity, or timeless sophistication. With these five outfit ideas — the Classic White Romper, Blue Digital Print Satin Co-Ord Set, Pink Lurex V-Neck Anti-Fit Dress, Black Front Knot Satin Dress, and Wine Velvet Strap DressDress—there'sok for everyone. Choose the one that best reflects your mood and your style, and ring in the new year feeling confident, comfortable, and fabulous!

[qocsuing]

Custom Home Plush Pillow: Personalizing Comfort and Style

Custom Home Plush Pillow: Personalizing Comfort and Style A custom home plush pillow offers a unique blend of comfort, style, and personal touch, making it an essential element in modern home decor. These pillows are not just functional but also serve as a reflection of individual taste and creativity.Get more news about custom home plush pillow,you can vist our website!

Personalization and Design

One of the most appealing aspects of custom home plush pillows is the ability to personalize them. Whether it's selecting the fabric, color, size, or even adding a unique design or monogram, these pillows can be tailored to fit any aesthetic. This level of customization allows homeowners to create a cohesive look that complements their interior decor, making each space feel truly unique.

Comfort and Functionality

Beyond their visual appeal, custom home plush pillows are designed with comfort in mind. Filled with high-quality materials, these pillows provide excellent support and softness, enhancing relaxation in any setting. Whether used on a sofa, bed, or reading nook, they contribute to a cozy and inviting atmosphere.

Materials and Durability

Custom home plush pillows are often made from a variety of materials, including cotton, velvet, and faux fur. These materials not only add to the aesthetic appeal but also ensure durability and longevity. By choosing high-quality fabrics, homeowners can enjoy their custom pillows for years without worrying about wear and tear.

Eco-Friendly Options

With a growing emphasis on sustainability, many manufacturers offer eco-friendly options for custom home plush pillows. These pillows are made from organic or recycled materials, reducing environmental impact without compromising on quality or comfort. This makes them an excellent choice for eco-conscious consumers looking to make environmentally responsible home decor choices.

Perfect Gifts

Custom home plush pillows also make thoughtful and personalized gifts. Whether for a housewarming, wedding, or any special occasion, a custom pillow can be designed to reflect the recipient's preferences and style. This personal touch makes it a memorable and cherished present.

Trends and Innovations

The trend of customization in home decor continues to grow, with advancements in technology making it easier than ever to design and order custom pillows online. From digital fabric printing to interactive design tools, consumers have more control over the final product than ever before. This trend is likely to continue, with even more innovative options on the horizon.

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Searching For Fabrics Online? Here’s What to Keep in Mind

Are you planning on shopping for fabrics for your craft or sewing projects? Getting fabrics and creating a customized piece is surely an exciting process. However, you may feel confused about which online fabric store New York to shop from. With so many options available, you may not know how to make an informed decision. Let’s discuss in detail.

Understand the fabric The first thing you should prioritize is understanding how different types of fabric can be used. You can find various options such as velvet fabrics, woven fabrics, sequin fabrics, digital print fabrics, and more. Check out the properties of all these fabrics to decide on the one that will be suitable for your particular project. Choose the one that will help you achieve the desired result. Check out the description You can also read the description on the website of the fabric store. Check out the type of fabric, its weight, dimensions, and overall care instructions. It will make it easier for you to narrow down your choices. You can decide on the fabric that matches your preferences. You should also consider if the fabric can easily wrinkle or stretch. Consider the color You may have a certain color in mind for your sewing project. You could find the color in different fabric categories. So, decide on a few color options that will match your needs. For instance, if you are working on a Christmas inspired sewing project, you can choose colors like red, white, green, etc. On a reputable fabric store, you can also check different patterns and find the one that looks appropriate for your project. Check out reviews and recommendations You can also read reviews of the online wholesale fabric on the website. It will help you be confident about your purchase. You can also check out recommendations on different platforms if you are on the fence about which fabric store to choose. You can easily work with the store that sources its fabrics from the most trusted brands. It will help you achieve the most outstanding results when working on your idea. The team of experts at the store should be friendly, so you can ask any questions you have about your purchase. About Fabrics Star: Fabrics Star is one of the most reputable companies where you can buy fabrics online. All the fabrics available on its website are of the most premium quality. Hence, you can invest in cost-effective fabrics that will look exceptional. To get more details, visit https://fabricsstar.com/ Original Source: https://bit.ly/4gRgjdr

[houseofanmoljain]

How to Style Your Lehenga for a Modern Look

The lehenga, a quintessential piece of Indian ethnic wear, has transcended its traditional roots to become a versatile outfit for women across the globe. Whether you’re attending a wedding, a festive celebration, or a grand party, a well-styled lehenga can make you the star of the event. Here’s how you can give your lehenga a modern twist while incorporating the latest trends in the fashion world.

Choose the Right Lehenga for Women

When selecting a lehenga, consider factors such as the occasion, your body type, and your personal style. Modern lehengas come in a plethora of designs, fabrics, and colors. For a contemporary vibe, opt for lehengas in pastel shades, metallic hues, or with abstract prints. The best lehenga designs often feature innovative cuts, asymmetrical hems, and lightweight fabrics like georgette, chiffon, or organza, which provide both comfort and style.

Experiment with Blouse Designs

The blouse is an integral part of the lehenga ensemble, and modern styling gives you the freedom to experiment. Replace the traditional choli with crop tops, off-shoulder blouses, or even corset-style tops. These contemporary designs can elevate your outfit instantly. Pairing a simple lehenga skirt with an embellished blouse or vice versa is another way to balance your look while highlighting key elements.

Mix and Match Styles

Gone are the days when your lehenga had to match your blouse and dupatta perfectly. Today, mixing and matching is the key to a modern lehenga look. Pair a plain skirt with a heavily embroidered blouse or experiment with contrasting colors and textures. For instance, a velvet blouse with a silk skirt can create a rich, layered appearance. This approach allows you to customize your outfit and stand out in the crowd.

Accessorize Thoughtfully

Accessories can make or break your lehenga look. To keep it modern, avoid over-accessorizing. Statement jewelry pieces such as chandelier earrings, a chunky necklace, or a maang tikka can add a touch of elegance without overwhelming the outfit. For a contemporary twist, consider minimalistic or geometric jewelry. A belt over the lehenga skirt is another trendy accessory that not only accentuates your waist but also adds a chic element to your look.

Play with Dupatta Draping Styles

The way you drape your dupatta can transform the entire look of your lehenga. Modern draping styles include the cape style, where the dupatta is pinned to resemble a cape, or the jacket style, where the dupatta is draped over the shoulders like a jacket. You can also skip the dupatta altogether and replace it with a sheer shrug or a cape for an unconventional and stylish appearance.

Explore the Best Lehenga Designs

If you’re looking for the best lehenga designs, keep an eye on the latest trends. Ruffle skirts, mirror work, floral embroidery, and digital prints are some of the popular choices. Designers are also experimenting with unconventional cuts, such as high-low hemlines and layered skirts, which add depth and dimension to the outfit. For a bold look, try lehengas with thigh-high slits or mermaid-style skirts.

The Best Bridal Lehenga for a Modern Bride

Brides today are breaking away from traditional red and maroon lehengas and opting for pastel shades, whites, and even metallics. The best bridal lehenga designs often feature intricate handwork, 3D embellishments, and unique motifs. Modern brides are also incorporating personalized elements, such as embroidered initials or special dates, into their lehengas. Pair your bridal lehenga with a minimalistic blouse and contemporary jewelry for a fresh and modern bridal look.

The Best Lehenga Design for Girls

Young girls and teenagers often prefer lightweight and easy-to-carry lehengas. The best lehenga design for girls includes playful prints, vibrant colors, and fun embellishments like tassels or pom-poms. For a modern touch, consider lehengas with attached capes, jacket-style blouses, or asymmetrical hems. These styles are not only trendy but also comfortable for long hours of wear.

Final Tips for a Modern Lehenga Look

Experiment with Hairstyles: Pair your lehenga with trendy hairstyles like loose curls, a sleek ponytail, or a messy bun. Adding hair accessories like pearl pins or floral wreaths can enhance your look.

Choose Modern Footwear: Swap traditional juttis for contemporary heels, wedges, or even sneakers for a quirky twist.

Play with Makeup: Opt for dewy makeup with bold eyes or statement lips to complement your modern lehenga look.

By following these tips, you can transform your lehenga into a modern masterpiece. Whether you’re looking for the best lehenga designs or the best bridal lehenga, incorporating contemporary elements can make your outfit truly unforgettable. So, step out in style and make a statement with your modern lehenga ensemble!

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Elevate Your Style: Buy Lehenga Sets and Suit Sets Online with Exciting Discounts

Looking to revamp your wardrobe with stunning ethnic wear? Choosing the perfect outfit is crucial, whether for a wedding, festive occasion or just to indulge in a luxurious fashion statement. The good news? You can now buy lehenga sets online – 30% off and buy suit sets online upto 30% off to redefine your ethnic fashion game without breaking the bank. Read on to discover how you can effortlessly embrace elegance with these trendy collections.

Why Shopping Ethnic Wear Online is a Game-Changer

In today’s digital age, shopping for ethnic wear online has become the go-to option for countless fashion enthusiasts. Here are some reasons why buying lehenga sets and suit sets online is an experience worth indulging in:

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Shopping online not only saves time but also ensures you have access to the latest collections, often with better deals than in-store purchases.

Top Trends in Lehenga Sets to Look Out For

Lehenga sets are quintessential for every Indian woman’s wardrobe. Whether you’re attending a wedding or celebrating a festival, a beautifully crafted lehenga can make all the difference. Here are some of the hottest trends:

1. Pastel Lehengas for Subtle Elegance

Pastel shades like mint green, blush pink, and lavender are all the rage. Perfect for daytime events, these lehengas exude understated charm.

2. Floral Prints for a Modern Twist

Floral print lehengas are a favourite among millennial brides and bridesmaids. Their vibrant designs bring a contemporary vibe to traditional attire.

3. Heavily Embroidered Bridal Lehengas

Looking for something grand? Intricate zardozi, mirror work, and sequined lehengas are timeless options for weddings and receptions.

4. Minimalist Lehengas with Statement Dupattas

Less is more. Pairing a plain lehenga with a heavily embellished dupatta can create a stunning and balanced look.

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Suit sets are the epitome of versatility in ethnic wear. From casual outings to formal gatherings, there’s a suit set for every occasion. Here are some styles that are trending now:

1. Sharara Suit Sets

With their flared bottoms and intricate designs, sharara suits add a regal touch to your look. Perfect for weddings or sangeet ceremonies.

2. Anarkali Suits

Known for their flowing silhouette, Anarkali suits are ideal for evening events. Opt for ones with rich fabrics like silk or velvet for a royal vibe.

3. Straight-Cut Suit Sets

These suit sets are perfect for office wear or casual outings. Pair them with minimal accessories for a chic look.

4. Palazzo Suit Sets

Comfortable yet stylish, palazzo suits are a great choice for summer weddings or festive gatherings.

How to Choose the Perfect Outfit Online

Buying ethnic wear online can feel overwhelming with so many options available. Here are some tips to help you make the right choice:

Know Your Measurements: Refer to the size chart provided on the website to avoid fitting issues.

Read Reviews: Customer feedback can give you insights into the quality and fit of the outfit.

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Utilize Filters: Use filters like colour, price range, and occasion to narrow down your choices.

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Shopping online for ethnic wear isn’t just about convenience; it’s also about grabbing the best deals. Here are some ongoing offers you shouldn’t miss:

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Styling Tips to Elevate Your Ethnic Look

Once you’ve chosen your outfit, styling it the right way can enhance your overall appearance. Here are some tips to get you started:

Accessorize Smartly: Pair heavy outfits with subtle jewellery and vice versa.

Footwear Matters: Opt for juttis or embellished heels for a complete ethnic vibe.

Experiment with Hairstyles: Try braids, buns, or open hair with soft curls to complement your outfit.

Add a Statement Bag: A potli bag or clutch can add a touch of glamour to your look.

Why Choose Priyanka Choudhary Designer Studio

When it comes to ethnic wear, Priyanka Choudhary Designer Studio stands out as a trusted destination for fashion-forward individuals. Here’s why:

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Latest Trends in Bridal Lehengas: A Guide for Modern Brides

Wedding attire in the form of the bridal lehenga has come a long way to being known as a cultural expression of elegance and tradition in Indian weddings. It has by now so well-accepted modern designs that brides can be a wonderful sight of tradition and currently, the clothing fashion is amazing. In case you are a bride-to-be, this guide will guide you on the latest bridal lehenga trends to make your wedding day the best it can be.

1. Pastel Shades Are In

Gone are the days when red dominated the bridal palette. Modern brides embrace pastel shades like peach, mint green, lavender, and powder blue. These subtle hues exude sophistication and offer a refreshing break from conventional choices while still looking stunningly elegant.

2. Intricate Hand Embroidery

Handcrafted bridal lehenga with intricate embroidery, such as zardozi, chikankari, and gota patti, are highly sought after. These designs showcase unparalleled craftsmanship and add a personalized touch, making each piece a work of art.

3. Floral Motifs and Prints

Floral designs, whether in embroidery or digital prints, have become a favorite among contemporary brides. They give the lehenga a romantic and timeless charm, perfect for outdoor or daytime weddings.

4. Sustainable Fabrics

With the rise of eco-conscious fashion, many brides opt for lehengas made from sustainable fabrics like organic silk and cotton blends. These contribute to a greener planet and feel lightweight and comfortable, making them ideal for long wedding ceremonies.

5. The Cape Effect

Capes are the new dupattas in bridal fashion! Capes attached to the lehenga blouse or draped over the shoulders add a regal touch while offering a modern twist to the traditional look.

6. Velvet Elegance

For winter weddings, velvet bridal lehenga are making a big comeback. Rich and luxurious, velvet fabrics with bold embroidery enhance the grandeur of the bridal outfit, making it perfect for traditional evening ceremonies.

7. Minimalistic Designs

Minimalism is making waves in bridal fashion, with many brides opting for simpler designs featuring clean cuts and subtle embellishments. This trend caters to those who value understated elegance over extravagant detailing.

Choosing the Perfect Bridal Lehenga

 While picking out your wedding lehenga, you should think about the wedding theme, your style, and the comfort of the dress. Whether you choose a modern pastel shade or a rich velvet sculpting, ensure it shows your character and makes you feel confident.

Be the trendsetter and let your wedding lehenga be a masterpiece that will be talked about for decades. By the way, it’s all about you, and you ought to be the one to dazzle on that day.

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Best Engagement Sarees for Brides in 2024 by Kaynaat by Aanchal Sawhney

Engagements make for a series of unforgettable experiences through a lifetime; and so, for an engagement is a big occasion for all brides-to-be, their saree plays the game of making for them. Bridal journey starts; it indeed seems to be dreamt upon- looking your very best but showing elegance and persona at its best. To that extent, here's presenting the crème de la crème of exquisite engagement sarees designed to last for 2024.

Timeless Red: The Essence of Tradition Red symbolizes love, passion, and celebration, so it is a classic choice for brides. In 2024, red sarees with intricate zari work, hand embroidery, or sequined borders are in vogue. Kaynaat has some amazing red sarees in rich silk and organza fabrics to make you a showstopper on your engagement day.

Pastel Magic: Understated Elegance Pastel shades like blush pink, mint green, and lilac are perfect for brides who prefer a softer, dreamy look. Our pastel sarees, adorned with delicate embroidery and lightweight fabrics like chiffon and georgette, are epitomes of modern grace. The designs in Kaynaat's pastel collection seamlessly blend minimalism with sophistication.

Velvet Sarees - The Regal Touch Velvet sarees are making a grand comeback in 2024 for all those brides looking to make a bold statement. These luxurious sarees, with heavy embellishments or golden threadwork, spell royalty and grandeur. Velvet sarees at Kaynaat are tailored with a majestic look, perfect for evening engagements.

Golden Glow: Drape like a Diva Gold sarees are glamorous. Our golden saree collection will make every bride shine bright with their designs in brocade and silk with great detailing. These sarees go with any jewelry, making them perfect for traditional and modern styles alike.

Florals Forever: A Trend That Never Fades Floral sarees are the go-to option for brides who love a fresh and youthful vibe. With digital prints, hand-painted motifs, and embroidery, our floral sarees in lightweight fabrics are ideal for day engagements. These sarees add a touch of whimsy while ensuring you remain stylish and comfortable.

The Dual Tone Dazzle Dual-tone sarees are a trend for 2024 brides who want to make a statement. Teal and magenta or peach and gold; these colors together create a drama. Kaynaat's dual-tone sarees add bold patterns and shimmering details, making you look nothing less than a diva.

Why Choose Kaynaat by Aanchal Sawhney? At Kaynaat by Aanchal Sawhney, we blend tradition with modernity, creating outfits that reflect you. Each one is specially designed to reflect your personal taste, so you end up looking and feeling like the perfect bride.

From minute handwork to the best fabrics, every saree in our collection is a masterpiece. Come visit us today and explore our 2024 bridal saree collection to make your engagement ceremony one to remember!